It snowed again. My seventh Christmas was round the corner. I dreamed of getting the present from Father Christmas until my elder sister dropped the bomb(炸弹). "There is no Father Christmas."
I ran to my grandmother's house, for she always told the truth.
Grandmother was at home. I told1everything. "No Father Christmas?" she was a little 2 "Don't believe it. Put on your coat, and let's go. "
"Go? Where, Grandma?" I asked.
"Kerby's Store."
As we walked through its doors, Grandma handed me the dollars and said, "Take the 3and buy something for someone who needs it. I'll wait for you in the car." Then she turned and walked out of the Kerby's.
For a few seconds I just stood there, holding the money, wondering 4to buy, and who to buy it for.
I thought of 5I knew, my family, my friends, my neighbours... I suddenly thought of Bobbie Decbar, a 6with bad breath and messy hair. He sat right behind me7 Mrs. Polack's class.
Bobbie 8 went to any party during the winter. His mother always wrote a note, telling the teacher that he had a cough, 9 we all knew that he didn't have a cough, and he didn't have a coat. I decided to buy Bobble a red warm coat10 he would like.
That evening, Grandma helped me wrap the coat in Christmas paper and ribbons, and 11"To Bobbie, from Father Christmas" on it. Grandma told me Father Christmas never let people know that he 12them. Then she drove me over to Bobbie's home, telling that I was helping Father Christmas 13 the presents.
Grandma parked the car along the street, and we hid behind the trees near Bobbie's home. Then Grandma said to me, "All right, Father Christmas get going."
I took a deep breath, rushed to his front door, put the present down14 the door, rang the doorbell and flew back to the safety of the 15 and Grandma. We waited breathlessly in the dark for the front door to open. Finally it did and there stood Bobbie.
That night, I realized that Father Christmas was alive and well, and we were on his team.
